Here I stand Staring The back, another man who loved me for me Turning lover into enemy Humpty Dumpty’s heart on the wall What will she do when it falls When it cracks Breaks How much can she take When it bleeds She needs a soul transfusion Some light entertaining delusion Somewhere under there he cares For her as a human being Light on the substance and Absent on meaning
It was never about Fetal Tissue. No one sells fetal hearts on Craigslist; I checked. It was also never about Abortion. This world has never wanted for unloved children. It has been about Control. The second a woman has power over herself Autonomy, Her body, her choices, her rules There are no checks and balances— The sky becomes the limit. Her sexuality becomes empowerment Rather than a hindrance. That is a scary situation For the part of the population Determined to stand in her way.
My gnarled fingers Covered in loose flesh Chicken skin flesh Discolored filthy tan Gray skin Beautiful.
I could let My burn scars define me I could wallow In my disfigured finger misery But I survived. Not everyone did. These are my fingers. They remind me I survived. I was spared. They remind me Life Happens. And. Ends.
Every day Is not a promise Not a commitment But only an opportunity A slight chance And sometimes you have to grab those chances With gnarled fingers And...
It is in these thoughts Somewhere between 2nd and Park You demand revelation And I feel like nothing today.
You want to identify To feel like you know me Or like I know you Like no one else does, Like no one else should, Like no one else dares. But I don’t.
I just glance across the subway at you Your New York Times bestseller on display You want to be intelligent To be thought of as witty To have someone compliment Coral scarf against Navy blue vinyl jacket “Oh, you’re so..” Yeah. You are.
I stepped into the past Into you;into this into what we had and what I found that what we had we lost and there is no going back no time machine not a goddamned hope to recapture the something or nothing we were/could have been I loved you but lost it
is this a cheap hollow imitation of what we had or is this a cheap hollow imitation of what I need today
either way it's my life and you don't fit quite as well as you used to.
Stacey walked into the tall glass and brass structure under the opulent sign stating “Damien Taupe Holdings,” her empty, unfed stomach lurching in want for food. She had a 10:00 appointment to interview the maverick, young billionaire in his conveniently close office for her college newspaper. It was originally Amanda’s, her roommate’s, story, but when Amanda came down with the stomach flu, she leaned on Stacey. Stacey reached in her pocket and touched the list of questions she was to ask Mr. Taupe, because it didn’t occur to her to actually read the questions beforehand. She was...
I can't help but want you naked tangled in my dirty sheets fingernails digging sweaty skin marking what was once mine you could be mine again your eyes barely open lip between your teeth I know that look you want this too fingertip against my lips I can say nothing our little secret I'll meet you out back
I check my phone "Spaghetti alright?" nothing meant by it simple text, honest man sitting at home, waiting while I meet an old friend for a drink...
The day is done. I have scraped away my second skin, Foundation, powder, blush Until I stare at only myself Unadorned, plain, non-descript ugliness.
Plain brown eyes peer through rings of gray and brown no concealer lightens it up no trick tones it down almost lashless lashes blotchy, pocked cheeks wrinkling creases in the corners dry cracked lips hint of a moustache blackheads, bumps, and pimples nose too big for any face all staring back at me ugly.
I could look down at a body striped in stretchmarks,...
Our bodies mesh in blasphemy Too filthy not to be a piece of heaven If I didn't bleed emotion you wouldn't cut me so deep I could will my eyes not to squirt tears Stop being a human attached to the sublime
But you pick me up completely As no one else has dared or will ever dare Stare hard into my eyes and see past the smile Into the worms that dance on the surface of my soul And you accept it wordlessly and completely.
I am in hell.
Hell exists in that you understand accept befriend believe complete touch grab...
all the firmament of heaven and earth screaming at once The cacophany is deafening mouth full of half-dissolved pills attempting to silence the voices exercising the only control I have my life my self and all falls silent.
I am speaking; a car who can't fire on its cylinders one hand claps words are meaningless in a life that has no meaning I am scared I will soon be dead.
I pull away from this. Monitors beep in a vacuum I float and I fly Being survived by... Fallen victim to... Quiet.. If I could...
My father said if I didn't kick your ass next time He'd kick mine He was so sick of watching me hold my breath Trying to retain my dignity Not wanting him to see me cry So I ran home for an entire year Most of the time I was successful I became one hell of a fast runner Sometimes I wasn't And your throng of followers Would swarm around me Stinging me with words, punches Until I went home a bloody, crying mess.
You made seventh grade impossible. Eighth grade was no better, And I still can't speak in front of...